I don’t understand how you can eat a goldfish cracker and be like “this is pretty good” and then you have a cheez-it and you’re like “what the fuck goldfish taste like cardboard covered in sand” and you spit the goldfish in your dog’s bowl because he’s the only one crazy enough to eat that gross shit.
Remember that female bunny from Space Jam. She was, like, really hot. How is that okay.
Another illustration for CBK, this time for my boyfriend’s piece. This is the original image, but I ended up having to do some fancy photoshop work when I found out they needed the image to be larger width-wise u_u. Although I prefer this one, you can check out the other version in the link below, and go check out my boyfriend’s writing:
http://www.citizenbrooklyn.com/topics/doodles/a-monopoly-on-the-truth/
